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		<title>Writing Lessons from the Side of the Road</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 25 Nov 2008 01:02:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>John Hewitt</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Last Friday, I had a flat tire on the way to work. If I lived and worked in the same city, this might not have been such a big deal, but my job is a 65-mile drive down a lightly populated but heavily trafficked freeway. I was stuck on the side of the road at [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.poewar.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/flat.jpg"><img class="alignright size-full wp-image-4866" style="margin: 8px;" title="flat tire" src="http://www.poewar.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/flat.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a>Last Friday, I had a flat tire on the way to work. If I lived and worked in the same city, this might not have been such a big deal, but my job is a 65-mile drive down a lightly populated but heavily trafficked freeway. I was stuck on the side of the road at least five miles from anywhere that I could get any help. I&#8217;m not a mechanic. I wouldn&#8217;t even call myself handy. When we buy a piece of furniture that needs to be assembled, my wife generally puts it together. That said, I have changed a tire once or twice in my life, so I had a general idea of what to do. Still I was a little panicked.</p>
<p>For a moment, I wasn&#8217;t even sure if I had the equipment to change a tire. I used to have a road kit in my car, but somewhere along the line it had gone missing. To be honest, I wasn&#8217;t even sure if I had a spare tire. I was driving a minivan, and had never actually seen a spare. I knew it wasn&#8217;t in the back of the van, so I took a look under the van and sure enough, there sat the temporary tire. I slid as far under the car as I could. I&#8217;m a big man, so sliding under cars is not my strong suit. I tried to unscrew the tire, but it was locked into place. After a few fruitless efforts, I went back to the cab of my car and sat there. I was frustrated and picked up my Blackberry, trying to find a nearby garage. I even made a call, but they didn&#8217;t provide towing service or mobile tire repair, so they were of no use.</p>
<p>I went around to the back of the van and opened the hatch. Looking around, I found a panel that opened up. Inside the panel was a jack and a short lug wrench (I had to look up that name later) but no instructions. I tried to use the jack to bang on what I thought was the screw holding up the tire, but it did nothing. I got out from under the car again and sat there for a while, watching the tractor trailers and other vehicles whiz by me so fast that the van rocked. It was about then I noticed that I was sitting next to a small cap in the floor of the van. I lifted the cap up and saw a large nut being held in place by a cotter pin (I actually knew what a cotter pin was). I took the lug wrench and tested to see if it fit the nut. It did.</p>
<p>For the first time that day, I began to think I might have a handle on the situation, but I wasn&#8217;t about to unscrew a nut without a little more to go on. It was time to ask for advice. I called my father and asked him if he knew how to get the wheel out from under a minivan. I told him about the nut, and asked what he thought. My father wasn&#8217;t sure either, but he put me on with my nephew, who agreed that the nut would probably lower the wheel. That was enough for me, so I got back to work on it.</p>
<p>Sure enough, by untightening the nut (righty tighty, lefty loosie) I began to crank down the tire. It turns out that the part that I thought was the screw holding it in was just a big bar to hold it tight. It was far bigger than the hole it covered though, so I still didn&#8217;t know how to get the tire off of the bar. It probably took another minute of evaluation for me to realize I just needed to turn it sideways.</p>
<p>Now that I had the tire out, the real fun could begin. The flat tire was on the rear driver&#8217;s side of the car, so I had to stand/squat with my back to the traffic passing about a foot or two away from me, and change the tire. First I had to break loose the nuts before I could jack up the van (even I know that you don&#8217;t want to try this once the wheel is in the air). Then I found find a good spot to attach the jack. I wasn&#8217;t very confident in the spot because it was under the outer body rather than further beneath the car, but there was a T-joint there so I told myself it had to be solid. I jacked up the car and removed the tire. As I was doing that, a truck driver chose to blast his horn at me. I nearly jumped out of my skin, but I got the tire off.</p>
<p>I tried to put the temporary tire on, but the van wasn&#8217;t high enough, so I had to jack it up further. I kept waiting for the jack to slip or the body to bend, but everything held up and I got the replacement tire on. Finally, I was able to pack up my stuff and get back on the road. I headed back to my house to relax for a few minutes. Once my hands stopped shaking I headed to a garage to get my flat fixed. After it was finished I treated myself to lunch at a good restaurant and had my car washed, then I went to get an emergency kit and a beginner&#8217;s book about car repair.</p>
<p>What does this have to do with writing? Maybe a little and maybe a lot, but here is some advice you might take from this.</p>
<ol type="1">
<li>Trouble      can strike quickly and unexpectedly</li>
<li>Knowledge      and preparation can save you frustration down the road</li>
<li>Sometimes      you need to stop and evaluate your situation</li>
<li>There&#8217;s      a difference between a temporary fix and a real solution</li>
<li>Don&#8217;t      be afraid to ask for advice</li>
<li>When      you get through a difficult situation, take a moment to celebrate</li>
<li>Try to      be more prepared the next time trouble strikes</li>
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